Chapter 4181: A white horse is not a horse
In the past, the number of times Su Ming changed his plan was not as many as today. Since he decided to deal with the Transcendence Protoss, there have always been all kinds of unhappiness and unexpected situations.
Sure enough, when it comes to the Almighty Universe, his control over the development of events has declined.
But it's not a big problem, and this will improve soon, after the Transcendence Protoss is eliminated.
Doom and his son didn't know what to do, maybe they found something that delayed the time, and Duke Dracula, maybe simply lost his way.
The true ancestor of the blood clan has good survivability, but don't forget, most of the vampires are dead houses, they don't recognize the way, let alone run around in unfamiliar places.
Dracula's cognition of the world seems to be stuck in the Middle Ages. He is not good at technology, so he will use a mobile phone, and he can use the mobile phone to surf the Internet, and his blood magic will not come in handy here, because beyond the Protoss is useless. Blood without tears.
Su Ming brought him here because he took a fancy to his immortality and wanted to use him as a meat shield to develop a friendship.
But the plan can't keep up with the changes, and now I can only do it myself.
Carrying the little guy out of the room, the group decided to go to the Constructors first. Those guys who looked like golden tauren should still continue to cause trouble for the Transcendence Protoss somewhere.
Unfortunately, there are no sewers in this field, and Su Ming can't tell where the guerrillas that go deep behind the enemy will be.
I can only watch Wanda and the little guy play.
As for Squirrel Girl...
"Huh? Do you want to eat it? It's really delicious."
Noticing that Death Knell was looking at her, Doreen was stunned for a moment, her big eyes blinking non-stop, and then she suddenly realized that she generously took out the walnut she had just bitten off in her mouth, held it in her chubby hand, and handed it to the man.
The hard shell was also covered with a lot of girl's drool and other nut crumbs, which looked a little...
"No need, anyway, if I tell you to scratch someone in a while, you scratch someone, understand?" The ruthless death knell rejected the girl's kindness, he had no appetite for the chubby girl's saliva: "Remember, jump from behind. Go to the opponent and scratch your face, and I will contain the enemy in the front."
"Well, I remember, it's really interesting here, and it's also very good to breathe~~~~ air."
She understood the tactical arrangement, but her attention quickly strayed, and when everyone else was watching the surroundings vigilantly, she instead admired the beautiful scenery.
After taking a deep breath, she still did a butt-twist dance on the road, and she seemed to be very happy as she swung her big tail back and forth.
Indeed, the scenery in the Transcendental Realm is very good, because this is a world that is close to infinite perfection in the eyes of unknown observers. In reality, there is no such perfect community at all. Of course, all the conditions are eye-catching.
But for Su Ming, that's it, the conditions here are better than his own mountain villa, but compared with Kama Taj, there is still a gap.
What technology can do, magic can do.
"Stop chatting, if we are found by other transcenders, we will be in trouble." Like a thief, the little guy secretly pointed in a direction: "Let's go in that direction, and the last battle broke out in that area. "
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Distance doesn't make much sense here, it can be infinitely close or infinitely far.
After walking for a few minutes, everyone came to the door of a house. Unlike the little guy's house, the house was all red, and it looked like it was flashing, as if it was sending out some kind of alarm.
"I'm lucky, I didn't meet anyone on the road." Wanda laughed and began to look at the house, but nothing special could be seen from the outside.
If this is a small town, the house is just a little prettier, and it's subjective only because she prefers red.
"Under normal circumstances, transcenders do not appear on the street, because the street is the embodiment of the concept of 'path', and they have simpler means of movement." The little guy motioned the death knell to open the door, she seemed to swallow Saliva: "And the house is the manifestation of the concept of a cosmic area, you just understand it, it is not a real house. Just behind this door, there should be a multiverse, and the war front of the constructor and the transcendence is there."
"Understood, your house is actually my 40k universe... It's still beyond the home of the Protoss. The constructors don't seem to have taken advantage." Su Ming reached out to open the door, his other hand Already clenched the lightsaber: "The so-called invasion operation seems more like setting a house on fire."
"If you give them time and a stable passage, maybe some of them will fight." The little guy shook his head, and she looked at the dark space behind the door: "But now, the number of them entering beyond the realm is too small, so they can only fight guerrilla warfare. already."
"Okay, we have to see the specific situation before we know it." Su Ming walked into the red wooden house.
The beautiful two-story building is just right for the life of a family of four, but no one is at home here. Maybe the owner of the room in the past was busy fighting on multiple levels.
The room was empty, and there was no furniture, but after realizing that the house was just an observational phenomenon that was easy for humans to understand, Su Ming didn't insist on anything.
It is just a form of existence.
Everything you see here is not necessarily true. Humans lack the ability to directly see the truth of things.
But then again, if you really have that kind of ability, I am afraid that people will be crazy long ago. Sometimes the truth is not important, and subjective cognition is the criterion for human behavior.
The little guy sitting on the shoulder of Death Knell stretched out her hand, her big eyes instantly turned blue, and strong light flowed out of them, illuminating the dark room, and quickly wrapping several people.
In the next second, everyone entered a special place. They stood on a platform of nothingness. In front of them was a dark void. There were countless colored 'soap bubbles' floating in the void, or there were many fish inside the big bubbles. Egg-like bubbles.
This scene is familiar to Su Ming. UU reading www.uukanshu.com The selection interface of the multiverse, each big soap bubble is a multiverse, and each small bubble included in it is a single universe.
Almost at first glance, Su Ming saw a golden bubble, and he laughed out loud:
"Ah, it's really conspicuous. Golden yellow is the representative color of the constructor. There are dozens of multiverses here, and they only occupy one of them at present? This can't be called arson, it's just lighting a fireplace for someone else's house. "
"When facing the Transcendent Protoss, being able to use guerrilla warfare to conquer a multiverse is already very remarkable." The little guy raised his hand and zoomed in on the golden multidimensional system. She held the death knell's head and pressed her soft face against his. Face: "Are we going in now? Or do you have to prepare again, because I don't know what this diversity is."
"It's just a multiverse." Su Ming shook his head. He looked at the beautiful ball: "We went in to ask the constructors for help, not to help them fight. What preparations do we need?"
